Believers of evil gods sneaked into my house, and san value went crazy

And now...

"thump!"

"thump!"

But the heart seems to have an engine installed, and it seems that it will beat out directly in the next second.

"My spirit is back."

For this scroll, Behemoth lost everything.

Allied asylum.

own divinity.

Even sacrificed the entire Kingdom of God.

But it's all worth it.

Because he took back his most important thing.

Behemoth slowly opened the scroll, and right after it was completely unfolded, he froze in place.

The pupils constricted, the corners of the mouth trembled, Behemoth seemed to be unable to believe his eyes, and said in surprise:

"My soul, why..."

"Will it look like this?!" said Dao.

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Behemoth froze in place.

For him...

Everything he did was to redeem his soul.

But at this moment, after opening the scroll, Behemoth was completely dumbfounded.

In the eyes of the world, there is still a faceless portrait inside.

But in Behemoth's field of vision, the portraits of the characters inside seemed to become himself.

but……

Not myself.

Behemoth's body is a Styx stealer.

This devil is the stealer of memory and the caretaker of the mind.

It is precisely because of proficiency in soul power that...

He could spy on the thoughts in Wei Xun's mind.

The original Him had a strong body and thick arms.

A large mouth with dense teeth and two goat horns protruding from both sides of the forehead are also eye-catching. "six seven seven"

After countless years of being together, how could he forget his own face!

But now...

The image in the picture scroll and the self in Behemoth's memory have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Because just when Behemoth was full of joy, he opened the scroll.

A second ago, he still maintained his original appearance.

next second.

Like melted marshmallow, it turned into a ball directly.

No limbs in the conventional sense.

Instead, like vines gathered together, a large number of tentacles danced wildly, with dozens of eyes and broken and weird wings growing on them.

"Is this yourself?"

Behemoth had to admit.

The opponent is alive and breathing.

A terrible dissonant voice came from the bloated body in front of him.

The voice was incomprehensible.

But for some reason, Behemoth understood that incomprehensible language.

"This……"

Behemoth was stunned for a moment, he couldn't help looking at Chen Feng.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

Immediately, Chen Feng said:

"How is it, do you like it?"

[Finally sold out. 】

For Chen Feng, the picture scroll is a bit bigger.

But the hapless writer only sketched a human figure.

Many people turn it on.

But because it was too weird, he put it back in its original place.

Although the music box is smaller.

But after all, it is more in line with the public's aesthetics.

Chen Feng had a premonition.

It won't be long before I can figure out a way to sell it.

Although it is bad.

But after a few taps, it returned to normal.

As the owner of a grocery store, Chen Feng still masters the most basic maintenance methods.

Faced with Chen Feng's question, Behemoth's heart skipped a beat.

Immediately, as if a motor had been installed in the spine, he nodded quickly.

Does he dare to say that he doesn't like it?

Does He have the right to say he doesn't like it?

It wasn't until this moment that Behemoth realized that he was caught in a whirlpool of words.

The other party just said, exchange it with an equivalent item.

But he never really expressed that he would return his original soul to himself.

Those who are close to Zhu will be red, and those who are close to ink will be black.

Behemoth, who is in the evil camp, has always been He who influences the hearts and minds of others.

But now...

His soul seemed to be thrown into the black ink.

Rao Behemoth tried his best, and even directly sacrificed his own kingdom of God, but in the end...

Still just got back an incomplete soul.

"To or not to?"

Behemoth was at an impasse.

If not, His physical body would be damaged sooner or later.

At that time, the best ending for Behemoth would be to become a mindless undead creature.

otherwise……

Behemoth chose to attribute his soul to his body.

Its cost is more stark.

I will be polluted by the soul, completely abandon the identity of the past, and completely become a new form.

devil?

Styx Memories?

These familiar labels on my body will completely say goodbye to myself.

Own……

Thinking of this, Behemoth's eyes suddenly brightened.

He just felt that his breathing became a little cramped.

"Own……"

"Will you be reborn?"

Just like Barr.

The body in the human world only retains a part of its strength.

Even the godhead that was sacrificed just now only occupies one-tenth of the body, or even a smaller proportion...

The reason why Behemoth was able to absorb Baal into the human world just now was not based on the power of his body at all, but the energy that exploded in an instant as a sacrifice to the kingdom of God.

And now...

Most of Behemoth's power is still stored in the soul in front of him.

Before, what troubled Behemoth the most was the curse attached to his soul.

That was a restriction imposed by the top coalition forces.

The reason why Behemoth chose to retain his strength was to have more strength to counteract the curse when it took effect.

But now...

Things took a turn.

Under the transformation of unknown energy, the soul has undergone a terrible distortion.

Apart from the appearance, everything in the past is completely different from Behemoth.

What does this mean?

It disappeared together with the curse of the past, to be exact, it was decomposed and merged into the twisted vine tentacles in front of it.

Betrayed the coalition.

Behemoth will pay the price of changing his appearance in exchange for his previous peak combat power.

Thinking of this, Behemoth's heart no longer wavered, and he slowly stretched out his hand, as if it was the first time he had climbed to the top of the God Realm.

Hesitation, hesitation, tension, anticipation.

In this way, Behemoth finally touched the picture scroll.

cold.

It's the only feeling.

At this moment, Behemoth felt as if he had touched 2.2 to a piece of ice. The cold air below 0 degrees even made Behemoth shiver uncontrollably.

In the picture scroll, that group of twisted souls also watched Behemoth curiously.

It seems to be considering, like a strange body.

This is the crucial choice.

Once he chooses to merge, Behemoth will completely become an indescribable thing.

But the desire for power made Behemoth decide to give it a go.

He took a deep breath.